When the dust settles over the clock- it looks different, as if Time has changed course and I've made my way back into my alternate reality. This is challenging, yet doable and getting easier with Practice.
Linear time keeps me in my mind. A mind with a thousand voices that are not mine. It sounds as if they are arguing in there, not agreeing on a damn thing.
Hell is a place of punishment, a place of fear, pain and suffering, a place where fire burns you. Human beings are already in hell. This is living in hell. We are living in hell: The fear, pressure, the stigma of memory, the heat in the body, the noise in the head, the sting in the solar plexus, the melting heart. I don't mind hell, my mind doesn't mind it at all. My thinking mind thrives here. The devil made me do it.
Thank God Spirit knows heaven. I'm there right now, in the present.
When the dust settles on the lens- I see clearly, isn't that image in the mirror you looking back at me?
You are beautiful.
Do you have any AngelBrainChildren from Heaven I should know about? I'd love to hear how you spend your time...
Dedicated to Creativity & Evolution through Spirituality & the Arts.
A Changing Crow
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